Gold And Diamond
Part 44 "Substantial Candidate"

"Accad?" Blaring voice. Akbar turned his head immediately after closing the door of his car.

"Lu, Vey?"

Without further ado, Vey instantly took Akbar's shirt collar. Showed his bleak face.

"You know how I can contact Kafil?" He glares. Tighten its grip.

"Vey, what the fuck are you? No release?"

"You didn't forget, did you, if I could hit you? Tell me how to contact Kafil? Shucks!" He intends to hit Akbar immediately if Akbar really does not want to confess.

"Fresh up!" Akbar snaps.

Vey let go of his hand.

"Lu definitely wouldn't have thought. You better not understand. Because you haven't known much."

"Not understanding me." He put his index finger to Akbar's chest. "All I want to hear is your honesty, Bar. If you still think I'm coming, tell me. I know you know a lot. In fact you're fighting for Malaysia."

"Vey, you should understand too. Understand that Kafil can't tell you everything. You're who? Husband wife? No, right? You should have realized."

"It's not about being conscious or not. Commitment, Bar. We promised to go to the security. But suddenly he said that. Is it wrong that I'm angry? Say, Bar! Let's say I'm wrong."

Akbar was a scourge. He held both of Vey's shoulders.

"Vey, please! Lower your ego."

"The selfish one." Vey glares. Showing Akbar's face.

"Why can't Kaf fight your problems and ours? Meanwhile, later that night I will get acquainted with another man, "Vey's inner self while looking deeply into Akbar's eyeballs.

Akbar let go of both his hands.

"Gue can only say, I don't really know much, Vey." Akbar lowered his voice. "Okay, let's sit in the gazebo." He herds Vey's stifled steps.

"Haaa?"

"Oath. I went there only had the intention of seeing his mother who had a heart. I did the work of Papah."

"But, there's one thing I can't tell you yet, Vey. I'm worried you're in shock," her inner self.

"Sorry, Vey. So sorry. I also beg you, don't bother me. I'm sorry to see you're tired of being rich. My advice, yes, you want Kafil. After all, he will regret himself if he does not become married to you."

Vey just sizzled. "So much to say." Face away.

"How else do you want? You want to chase Kafil who won't fight for you?"

"You should have been with me, Vey. Unfortunately I'm late, "his inner later.

"It's not that easy. Not really that kind of you. You don't fuss. And you won't understand. In fact, you won't even know what it's like to lose."

Vey forgot, what he had said to himself. That even if he would lose Kafil, the pain would not hurt as much as when he was abandoned by his parents.

"Go you! I can remember myself." He just kicked Akbar out.

"okay." Akbar rises. Noticing for a moment Vey's grim face and joints.

After a few steps back at Vey, he turned his head again. "Vey, I'm just a pickle boy. I know how it feels."

The deg! Vey did not have time to ask because Akbar had already turned his back on him.

And, come to the night of the meeting. But unfortunately, Gus Omar actually makes Vey have to repeat the memories. He was glued before getting out of the car. Until finally Kala pushed him to get out.

"Onni, I can only give you the best prayer. I'm happy that Onni is getting married. I don't care who will stay at Dad's house. The spirit!" Kala tried to lower her voice.

Vey lowered his leg. Not so focused on listening to the words of Kala.

"Why?"

"Why suddenly I have another feeling. You're ready."

"That's Onni?"

Vey himself doesn't understand much. He just suddenly wanted to say that.

Kala and Vey go hand in hand. Then before entering the VIP room, Kala suddenly wanted to say a word. He hid half of his body behind Vey's body.

"Sir Gani?" call Gus Omar.

***

Gus Omar kissed me on the hand. Requesting blessing. He also explained what kind of girl he would meet later. At the end of that explanation, not many words were expressed. Abah just said that marriage is a matter of sunna. Warning for the many times. So that means, you also want Gus Omar to rush it.

Abah held his hand. "Omar, yesterday Abimana said she was looking for a soul mate," he said very softly.

"Who's with you, Bah? Nurmaya?"

Abah shook his head.

Gus Omar didn't pay attention to that. He left his room after Abimana called him from the door.

This time Abimana was the driver. Gus Omar just felt like he needed a friend to accompany him. Also to make it seem more fun. It seemed too formal if he only came alone.

"Bi, do you have a candidate?"

"Ikhtiar, Gus."

"Successfully?"

"Still approach."

"When I think you fit in with Yaya. Which guy is he?"

"The Pasuruan too, Gus. Nana's name."

Gus Omar nodded. "Yes already. May you be a match with him."

Abimana. Assures in the heart.

Depart them to the dining place that has been booked his VIP room. They arrived before the Vey family came. While waiting, Gus Omar tidied the dhikr lafaz with his fingers. Not paying attention to the phone that lights up because of the new notification.

I heard greetings from across the door. Abimana glanced at Vey at a glance, then noticed Kala who instantly lowered her face and hid her body.

"Sir Gani?"

Uncle Gani smiled. Tell Kala and Vey to sit a little far away from him - not in a row.

"I think I'm alone, Gus."

"Sorry, Sir. Yes let's not suwong just actually. Monggo tasted his food first, nggih. After that, we talked about the core things."

While everyone is seen eating voraciously, Abimana notices Vey and Kala for a moment. Ask who is between the two of them. That's where he started to turn riled up. He hopes it's not Vey. Of course he did not want to compete with his own teacher. He must have retreated because of his position as a disciple.

"May my hope You grant" said Abimana.

About twenty minutes-eating at once talking its bases-eating sessions have been last.

Vey. Stare blankly at the floor. Putting his hands on his stomach. Meanwhile, Kala played his fingers - remember the words of Bu Maria at that time.

Somehow Kala can pound to see Vey who will be betrothed. It was as if he was the one who was receiving the match. Every word that came out of Gus Omar's mouth, he took a good look.

Ngapunten too night sanget. Hope you can still enjoy the story. Thank you for your prayers.._____________________________________________________________________________________________